Reborn Naruto: Starting with its own system

Kimimaro watched this scene from the side and roughly understood the relationship between the white-haired man and Naruto. He felt that it was not appropriate for him to interrupt at this time, so he just stood behind Naruto silently, ready to support Naruto at any time.

Naruto hung his head and stammered, "I'm sorry, Uncle Jiraiya." His voice was full of guilt, like a child who knew he had gotten into trouble. He felt touched for no reason. He knew that Uncle Jiraiya knew his strength very well. He had made such a mistake and thought he would be severely reprimanded, but what he saw was deep concern with anger. This concern was like a gust of wind. Although it was fierce on the surface, the deep affection contained in it was like a trickle, nourishing Naruto's heart, making him feel deeply grateful to Uncle Jiraiya in addition to guilt.

Jiraiya looked at Naruto's lowered head and sighed heavily, with helplessness and pity in his sigh. "Naruto, you are always so reckless." Although there was still a trace of anger in his voice, it was more of a feeling of disappointment.

Then, without saying anything, Jiraiya walked back to the sofa without looking back and sat down. He waved at the women, signaling them to leave. After the women disappeared, Jiraiya's eyes fell on Naruto again, with doubts in his eyes, he slowly asked: "Okay, Naruto, now you can tell me, what is the purpose of your doing this?"

There was an unquestionable seriousness in his voice, as if he wanted to penetrate Naruto's heart and explore his true thoughts.

Naruto chuckled, then walked to the sofa and sat down opposite Jiraiya. His eyes were immediately attracted by the wine on the table, and without thinking, he reached out and picked up the glass, pretending to put it into his mouth.

Seeing this, Jiraiya quickly snatched the wine glass from Naruto's hand and knocked him on the head with a slap. He said angrily, "You little brat, I haven't seen you for a few days, but you have improved a lot. Now you even dare to drink. Don't you know that you are not old enough to drink?"

Naruto covered his head, looked at Jiraiya with resentment on his face, and said aggrievedly: "Uncle Jiraiya, I... I just saw you drinking so deliciously, so I wanted to taste what it tasted like."

But when he saw Jiraiya's eyes, Naruto's heart shuddered. That look was like a cold wind, instantly blowing away his thoughts. Jiraiya's eyes were serious and warning, and there was also a trace of imperceptible worry. Naruto knew that although Uncle Jiraiya was usually laughing and joking, he was never vague about things related to his growth and rules.

He stammered, and swallowed back the words he wanted to explain or to act coquettishly. He could only sit there obediently like a child caught in the act, not daring to look around, just waiting for the next round of "interrogation" from Uncle Jiraiya.

"Okay, answer me first. Why did you steal the coffins of the third generation and your parents?" Jiraiya said seriously.

When Naruto heard Jiraiya's words, he was stunned at first, then his eyes became firm. He organized his words and said slowly: "I have the ability to revive them, Uncle Jiraiya. I know it sounds crazy, but I accidentally learned a forbidden technique when I was practicing ninjutsu during this period. I don't mean to blaspheme them."

Jiraiya's expression became more serious. He stared at Naruto with a sharp gaze, "Naruto, do you know the dangers of forbidden techniques? This is not something you can touch with passion. Resurrecting the dead is against the laws of nature and will inevitably lead to unpredictable consequences."

Naruto slowly raised his head and looked at Jiraiya firmly, his eyes revealing an unquestionable determination. "Uncle, I am of course aware of the potential dangers. However, don't underestimate my current strength. Those possible situations are not a problem for me at all." After saying that, Naruto turned sideways and pointed behind him, only to see Kimimaro standing there quietly.

Naruto took a deep breath, with a hint of stubbornness in his eyes, and said: "Uncle, this guy is the one I resurrected a few days ago. I know you must think this is beyond imagination, but this is indeed a proof of my current ability. When I was practicing ninjutsu, I accidentally realized this forbidden technique of resurrection. Uncle, I know in my heart that this is touching a taboo, but how much I long for those relatives and elders who have left to come back to my side."

Naruto paused, and as if he had made up his mind, he continued, "Uncle, to be honest, my mother has actually been resurrected by me. But it's not that simple for my third grandfather and my father. Because they cast the Shiki Fuujin, their souls were sealed, so they can't be resurrected for the time being. But I won't give up, I must find a way to bring them all back."

Jiraiya listened to Naruto's words and sighed deeply. He felt mixed emotions. The reckless kid now possessed such unfathomable power. Naruto's current strength was beyond his comprehension.

He looked at Naruto, his eyes were mixed with satisfaction for Naruto's growth and worry about Naruto's involvement in forbidden techniques. However, when he heard that Uzumaki Kushina had been resurrected, his heart was moved. He slowly said, "I didn't expect that the little pepper has been resurrected. Where is she now?"

Naruto looked at Jiraiya who had already accepted this shocking fact, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly. He then took out three scrolls from his ninja tool bag and handed them to Jiraiya, saying, "Uncle Jiraiya, these three scrolls contain the spiritual stones I found specifically to improve your cultivation. This one is for you, and the other one is for the village." Naruto pointed to one of the scrolls as he spoke. He then continued, "I was originally planning to return to Konoha Village and visit my mother. Since I met you here, please help me deliver it. This is for the people who live with my mother. And don't be too surprised when you see them."

Jiraiya took the scroll, feeling a lot of emotions in his heart. He knew that although Naruto sometimes acted impulsively, he was kind-hearted and always cared about the village and the people around him.

"You kid, you dare to ask me to do something when you don't go yourself." Although Jiraiya complained like this, he put the scroll away without hesitation, and then asked, "Where is your mother?"

Naruto scratched his head and gave a sly smile, "Uncle, I trust you. My mother is in Uzushio Village now. I have some things to deal with, so I asked you to help deliver these scrolls."

Jiraiya shook his head helplessly, "You little brat, you always have a lot of reasons. But you better be careful."